Bar owner and proud collector of worthless real estate, so just like everyone else, then, except I own a bar

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I headed out to Cape Elizabeth yesterday, and walked the paththat Damien Proctor walked before he killed himself. It wasn't hardto follow: there's crime scene tape, and footprints, and discardedcoffee containers. Hell, I even found a couple of empty beer cansand some cigarette butts, so maybe some of his old buddies raised atoast to him at sunset. I've eaten in his old man's restaurant, andI knew Damien in a passing way. Terrible that a man should have tobury his child. Makes me glad that I never had children of my own.Loneliness is bad, but having a child taken from you, well, that's awhole lot worse. And I read the newspapers too, so I know that heisn't the first of our young men and women to take his life in theaftermath of that war in Iraq. Now, though, it sounds like we haveour own suicide cluster right here in Maine, except they're men fromthe same unit: Joel Tobias's unit. That sounds like more than acluster to me. That sounds like a conspiracy . . .

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